To Be A Princess Novels & Stories

“Because I chose to live away from it. But we’re going there today.” My lips parted. “The… pack house?” He nodded once. “And I’m introducing you as the princess.” His gaze locked on mine, steady and unwavering. “That’s what you want, right?” My throat went dry. Princess. The word rang in my head heavily and foreign. Did I want that? To be named, to be claimed by a pack, to stand in front of strangers with a title I didn’t yet understand what power it holds all because I want to dig out a truth? It was worth it right?

"You borrowed my style." "Excuse me?" She removed her sunglasses. "This is my turf." Oh. Okay. "I didn't get the memo," I said, raising a brow. "You got a patent on white boots and genderfluid glammery?" She smiled. "You're spunky. I like it. But behave yourself, Snow Princess." I winked at her. "I dance like I tread. Unstable and fierce." She snorted. "Touché." And then she turned away, her perfume behind her like judgment and roses.

“You must try to befriend the princess. She is a powerful ally, and her favor could open many doors for us.” I swallowed hard, the weight of his words settling heavily on my shoulders. Befriend the princess? Me? The thought was both thrilling and terrifying. Before I could even begin to process it, he went on. “I’ll send a woman to you tomorrow. She’s well-versed in royal etiquette and rules. She’ll teach you everything you need to know—how to behave, how to speak, even how to carry yourself. She’ll also help you choose what to wear for the engagement party. You must make the right impression, Dema. This is not just about you; it’s about our family’s standing.”

I am Seri Eclarim, a princess from a poor kingdom called Gebi. The world doesn't even know that I exist. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, my world would change? I was tasked with seducing the future Prince of Riovas just to protect my poor home. Was that weird or unusual? Well, I never really knew what a real princess' list of duties contained. That might have been the norm for some royalties. I'm still trying to figure out what else I can do to succeed. Am I ready for such a big responsibility afterwards? Of course not. But will I do it? I must.

“Yes.” I lift my head. “Adrian, I’m not.” “A princess,” he finishes for me, like it’s a title he’s already accepted as reality. “You are, Abby.” The word makes my skin prickle. Princess. It sounds like power. It also sounds like a target painted on my chest. “I don’t want people bowing,” I say, because that’s the only fear I can name without choking. Adrian’s eyes soften by a fraction. “They will.”

Every girl's dream was to be a princess, living in a large castle, dressed in a pink and ruffled gown, and wearing a tiara accompanied by a slew of servers to help her. But what makes a girl want to be a princess is to find her prince. I'm not sure what happened to me; I'm not a princess... But why is such a handsome prince standing in front of me? Is this another dream? Because if that's the case, please don't wake me up.

He tried to wriggle out of her hold, but she wouldn't let go. "Your highness, I think its best you watch your character in front of your subjects" "Says who, am not just any princess, am the princess of the moon pack kingdom and I can do whatever I what to do, okay cuty...." "Sign...." This cheeky princess, did she still see him as a cute little boy.." "Your highness, we are heading to the palace now...." "Oh, really, that's where am going too,how about we go together....what do you say cuty"

"That's bad." She chuckled now. "Well, when you're a Princess, you can try changing things." The boy wrinkled his nose, and though he looked disgusted, deep down the idea pleased him. He always did like the idea of a ball gown but no one was supposed to know that. "Abuelaaaaa, I'm a boy. Boys don't wear dresses!" "Well, not all Princesses are princesses." She stared now, face in mock seriousness. "One can only be a princess if they are kind, pure of heart and true."

He rolls his eyes and growls at me. "You are the princess. You don't need to worry about impressing anyone. They should impress you. I don't want you worried or anxious about wolves that are below you. You are one of their leaders, and you have had the training to lead them. Do not feel intimidated to meet your people," Luis declares in his no-nonsense way.

“Pray for… my salvation?” The princess’ soul was taken aback. Even though she knew he’d do so, when she truly had to face death, it still felt like a dream. She was the Corpse King’s daughter, the one and only corpse princess! As a royal, she was one of the tops in her world. Before this, she stood at the peak of social status and looked down on the other trialists as if they were a group of clowns. She would sometimes appear just for the sake of teasing them.